Yesterday I took my parents for a long walk. My Daddy took us to the path where he goes jogging. I'm glad he wasn't carrying me because yesterday he fell down a hill and cut his hand. I'll make sure he's not the one who teaches me to walk.
So far, I like life. I get to eat as much as I want and sleep whenever I want. I've got a staff who cater to my every whim. I've only been here a month, but I think I'll stay.
Already one month old! (click on picture to enlarge)
2 comments:
Happy Birthday.
I see that you have a wonderful time, except for your Dad. Please give my regards to your Dad, hope his hand is not too serious.
Uncle William
My Dad will be ok. Grandma bandaged him up afterward. Fortunately she has a degree in 'forensic medicine'. Unfortunately she's used to working on dead people (and son-in-laws).
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